Chapter 36: Xion Ch35: Spying
2 months after duel.
The white-furred pelt I wore over my blue body glove collected light like nobody's business. Apparently, when animals gained sapience, they also mutated, adapting to the qi in their bodies. The silver apes I killed could gather vast amounts of light with their fur. After practicing while wearing the fur, I got the hang of the technique. Unfortunately, it wasn't as impressive as it sounded. I barely increased my qi, sensing enough to feel the twin suns' rays.
Despite finally getting a handle on the technique and starting the long journey of learning light god techniques, I still wore the pelt. Elves looked at my girls with a little more respect and mostly ignored me. The more devoted turned their eyes away, and the ministers seemed a little warier. That was a good thing. I wanted those bitches to be wary of me.
While an enemy that wasn't scared could be a problem, they already knew I could beat Samael in a duel. From that perspective, hiding my strength wouldn't give me any advantages. I could pretend that it was a fluke and try to get them to lower their guard, but then I would have to tiptoe. At this point, I preferred to make waves, and planting an orchard after cutting down a giant tree made one hell of a splash.
I made my way to watch the ministers' meeting with that in mind. Temael told me about it, and that girl had an ear for gossip. The other up-and-coming warriors liked to talk while they plunged their dicks inside the girl. Even with a swelling belly, Temael couldn't help but fuck and suck. That girl didn't know what else to do, so I had her move in.
It was the middle of the night when I approached a small cave hidden near the coast. Elves loved their fish, swimming, and dolphin girls. So it wasn't hard to ask around and make a map of all the cave locations. Most elves had an instinctual sense of direction which was great for them.
Technology really changed the game when it came to spying. I had a lot of plans for the meeting place of the ministers, and none of that included outing myself. So, I flipped on a few TVs from my own cave setup after firing up the generator.
Lotus rested in a corner munching on several whole fish. She had moved on from just bones to meat and filled out because of it. Her body hardly resembled a skeletal dragon at this point. Swirling blue patterns covered her pristine white scales, and a thin membraned connected the spiny ends of her wings. Even with her snake-like body, she would be a flier soon.
One of the best advantages of having her here was her ability to cool down the cave. After all, I could store all the junk food Samael wouldn't let me have with her. All I had to do was show them the internet, and before I knew it, they were trying to control my diet. Apparently, I should only ever eat leafy green vegetables, a little fruit, and plenty of meat. They learned English at an astonishing rate and ate up knowledge from the forums. Buying them two tablets wasn't such a good idea.
The two liked to post their own pictures, and while the SP felt great, I didn't like having to justify my purchases to them. I felt less like their man and more like a company man using a business card. How long would it be before I could return to my world for all the mountain dew and video games I could handle?
A torch lit up on one of the screens, and I swigged some sugary sweet tea. The supply minister walked on screen, and I adjusted the audio to tune her steps out. Other ministers were filing in until all the actors were present. Then someone I hadn't seen before stepped into the torchlight.
He wasn't what I expected. Most elves looked like women. They had large breasts and acted like women with dicks. Unfortunately, the skull tribe was the reverse. A masculine elf stepped exposed his hooked nose, several bone piercings sticking out of his lip, and a flail with leather-wrapped obsidian teeth lining its side on his hip.
I watched through one screen, and through Lotus's eyes, I stared at another. I could see the skull tribe ambassador in all his glory from two angles. The man elf wore armor made of bone in a series of plates that resembled fish scales. His skull was half-shaved, leaving the other half long and braided with shiny gems. Yet, even from the screen, I could sense his strength. Fighting him would be different from Samael.
The man spoke up, starting the meeting and establishing the pecking order. I could almost call it a day with that alone. But, just the cultural significance of an outsider starting the conversation meant he oversaw this meeting. So, the ministers were all traitors.
"We don't have much time left; our warriors are dying against the plain tribe, their many gods, and avatars. We will be consumed if your forest god doesn't awaken and join the skull god in battle. And then nothing will stand between the plain tribe and you." The ambassador said.
I racked my mind for the man's name. "Zekael," Lotus supplied, and I snapped my fingers.
"That's it; his name is Zekael," I said and decided not to set off the myriad of explosives I planted in their cave with drones. Honestly, I was looking forward to what a white phosphorus charge could do to a cultivator's body. But if we were about to team up with them against the plain tribe, I better not.
"We can't send our warriors; we have too many malignant factors at play. One of those old fogies who remember the battle against the skull tribe has cured herself of the memory poison. We're afraid she'll challenge the chief to a duel and become chief herself if we try anything. You know what she'll do shortly after that." The minister of supply said.
"I don't care if any of you live or die. Kill the old elf and the chief and put someone younger in charge. My tribesmen are dying, and winter is coming, and soon the Plains Tribe will pull back. Come spring, if we aren't united, they will destroy us, and then nothing will stop them from digging you out root and stem. If you can't send warriors, then at least send food. While my people fight, we can't store food for the winter." Zekael said.
I guessed by the way the ministers nodded their heads like good yes men; it really was getting close to winter. Really in a world with binary suns, I thought winter wouldn't be much of an issue. We might also be closer to the equator, which would mean warmer temperatures. But, of course, I could be wrong; there might not be an equator.
This twist was unexpected. I didn't think there would be a reason not to simply do away with the ministers and ambassador. Killing them seemed like the right thing, but I guess I was wrong. Still getting a god off its ass to fight with another god wasn't likely. On the other hand, the Plains Tribe seemed to have a pantheon thing going, and there wasn't much of a chance of success. And still, there wasn't a challenge from the system. So, like before, I can only keep up with what's happening around me and prepare for whatever happens.
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